Chapter 3085 - 1027: Transylvania Flight Corps Designated Partner +1 - Bonus - for Monthly Tickets [7/10]

Chapter 3085: Chapter 1027: Transylvania Flight Corps Designated Partner +1 - Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets [7/10]

Murphy helped the embarrassed Prince His Highness out of his predicament, then finally asked the question he truly cared about.

He caressed the seamless, uncarved cabin wall beside him, feeling the flow of natural power within, and asked:

"So, these secret technique seeds the Armastasha Fleet uses to build ships can only be used to construct warships? I mean, can these seeds be used to make other things? And you just said your ship can change its form over time according to your will—have you never thought about making your ship look a bit more spectacular?"

"Hm? What do you mean?"

Iverios asked in surprise:

"You mean, make my ship fly into the heavens like the Sanghai People’s sun-ships?

All right, I admit, there indeed were Commanders in the past who had similar ideas, wanting their ship to grow wings so Spiritual Energy could drive it into the high skies—but we elves are not good at engineering and machinery, and we could not provide it with sufficient power or flexible regulation.

In the end, such attempts had to be abandoned.

As for the construction seeds we use, I myself am not a Druid, but my fiancée is a genius Druid favored by the Moon Girl. She once told me those construction seeds had their growth forms restricted by the Great Druids through the Mother of Forest’s secret techniques.

They count as strategic resources of the Elf Kingdom, so for now they can only be used to shape ships. However, if the Great Druids of the Castia Great Tree were willing, they could just as well lift these restrictions and let the construction seeds gain the freedom to grow in any form."

The Elven Prince glanced at Murphy.

He said:

"But there is no possibility of these seeds being given to outsiders. They are scarce in number and difficult to propagate; they must use the branches of the Mother Tree as shaping material."

"Ivey, you and I get on very well. I believe we absolutely can become very good friends in the future, so I will not hide things from you."

Murphy pondered for a moment, then sat down on the chair beside him and said very formally to the Sea Elf Prince:

"The weaponsmiths of Transylvania are currently designing a high-performance flying craft to replace our Armed Airships. Once that weapon design is completed, it will be able to glide through the clouds like a soaring giant eagle, cross the distance of an entire kingdom in a single night, and project a storm of Heavenly Fire onto the enemy’s capital.

Once the number of such craft surpasses a certain threshold, then under the current mode of warfare, Transylvania will not even need to deploy many ground forces to carry out a decapitating strike at the enemy’s heartland.

This will completely overturn the present mode of war!

The most wonderful thing is, this mode of operations has already been verified from the perspective of my Foreign Warriors.

My weaponsmiths have the complete schematics and manufacturing process in hand. What troubles them now are the differing material properties between our two worlds and Transylvania’s abysmal production capacity.

If I could obtain a manufacturing technology that allows for rapid construction and seamless, unified forming, then Transylvania could achieve a qualitative transformation in the projection of air power in a short time.

Therefore, I need your construction seeds!"

"Murphy..."

"Don’t rush to refuse me. I know you cannot possibly hand their secrets over to me, so I will put some terms on the table. First, I will share the manufacturing process and design concepts of this weapon entirely with the Elf Kingdom.

The sky of this world is vast enough to hold two soaring realms.

The flying craft’s power units and weapon systems will be provided by us; all you need to provide are the construction seeds.

Second, we share common interests and a common enemy. The Witch Cult currently wreaking havoc in the Castia Kingdom is also my enemy, and I would be very pleased to help King Quirion resolve that problem.

Lastly, regarding the god Avalon..."

Murphy glanced at the Sea Elf Prince and lowered his voice:

"Avalon’s Mother of Forest aspect is about to face some rather ’unfortunate’ changes. I believe the Great Druids in your homeland should already have sensed the Mother of Forest’s weakness. That is not just the corruption and frailty caused by the gods’ war in the subspace—it is also because this was always part of Avalon’s plan.

He intends to use this turn of death to transform the Mother of Forest into a stronger aspect.

’Father of Oak’ Avalon will be born in Transylvania’s Sanctuary! He will inherit the Mother of Forest’s powers while commanding a much broader sphere of divine authority. Beyond the elves’ Racial God, He will also become a Guardian of humankind.

This is a matter of true gravity for you, touching upon the Elf Kingdom’s fate.

I can help you take part in this event, so that you need not suffer the confusion and helplessness after the Mother of Forest falls, but can instead transition seamlessly into the powerful faith of the Father of Oak. The Avalon Church under my command is also seeking cooperation with the Mother of Forests Faction."

"This truly is not something I can decide, Murphy. I am only a Prince, and there are several elves in the kingdom who share my rank."

The Sea Elf Prince was utterly stunned.

The handsome lord sat in his chair, rubbing his brow, and said:

"But I believe you would not joke about matters such as these, so I cannot give you an answer at once. I must report this information to King Quirion."

"Of course, I will wait patiently."

Murphy said in a gentle tone:

"If King Quirion feels that none of the above is enough to sway him, then I still have one last card...

The civilization of the Shadow Elves will also undergo unprecedented change. If the Elf King still hopes to bring those far-wandering kin back under the system of the Elf Kingdom, allowing ancient rifts to be mended, then I will be more than willing to lend my aid...

Yes, don’t look at me like that, dear Ivey. I have connections and I have power; as long as my friends are in need, I will spare no effort to help them fulfill their desires. So now only one question remains, Ivey: is the Castia Kingdom willing to become my friend?"